No Bonds, Cash Only.
I’d been looking forward to the Giants/Nats game last night for a while. I mean, how many opportunities do you get to go boo the biggest cheat in organized sports? But the more I thought about it, the less I wanted to go. I’d paid for my tickets, sure, but did I really want to give that douchebag the time of day?
Turns out, I didn’t. I wrestled with it most of the day, I might be seeing history, if he hit a homer, I could tell my kids some day that I was there and saw him play. But, he’s a cheater, I thought, do I want to reward that, even with my boos?
No, no Bonds for me, even if it was Teddy Roosevelt Bobblehead night.
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You didn’t miss much, from him, that is. Wonderful night for a baseball game, though - glad I went, if only to get my bobblehead and watch Teddy lose… again.